Springfield daily republic. [volume] (Springfield, O. [Ohio]) 1887-1888, 1887-02-09

pious chap as goes to the Sunday schoo
GentlefolSs think deal o. they, Smu
Amt they green, justi'
At IL O'Clock next morning be was admi
ted into the house in Suffolk street by q nee
maid servant, who eyed him suspiciously Q
she curtly told him TO follow her upstair
He was shown into a large, barely furnishe
room at the top of the house, where he foun
his friend Of the previous night seated befor
an easel
"and your little dog, too. What is hi
namer
smut
smut But he isn't black
Hes been washed" explained the boy
He was awful black when l seed him first
that's why called him Smut. But he dom
mind, bless You. He's got the temper Of al
angel"
"How was it he was SO black when yo,
bought himf' she asked indifferently. H
is white now"
Didn't buy him." he said; Il fought fu
him Twas Ike this. When l was littl
un, seed two chaps with pup they wa
agom TO drown. They'd left him to srarv.
in a coal hole, but he wouldn't die, and st
they were agoin' to drown him"
And you fought themi" questioned the
girl THAT was very brave of You"
There was nothing brave bout it," he said
hastily. Il dared 'em to fight, one after
t'other, and licked 'em both. That's how
come to have Smut"
He ought to feel grateful to YOU she
said @Now, will you stand on that plat
t,,r tpu fha window g--f that {
right. Now, lean forward q little, just As
you were when l saw you locking in at the
shop last night-that's capital Stand just
like that and keep rs still as you can"
For some minutes she worked silently,
while the boy stood perfectly still, scarcely
daring TO move an eyelash.
Il think we may talk little now," she
said at length; but don't move your head
when you speak
.Where do You live"
.Streets, most times" he said. summer
months we sleep out o doors, Smut and me.
But winter time we get a penny lodgin' when
we're in luck"
"And when you are not in luck"
"Then we sleep on Blackfriars bridge or
the 'hankment Tie bridge is warmest
There YOU can get a corner out of the wind
if YOU go early, before the best seats are took.
On the 'bankment tia fit to freeze yer
marrer."
DO you ever go to churchr questioned the
girl, after a pause, fearing that he would
grow restless if he did not talk.
Constant said the boy unblushingly;
"and we go 10 Sunday school reg lar, Smut
and me-"
Smut, tooi" she asked absently.
"Leastways, Smut waits for Inc outside,
he said hastily. "Oh, we're right down pious
chaps, we are"
There have done for this morning, she
said presently, rising from her stool. Here
is your money. Il would give You more II
could afford it; but l am poor, like you. Gan
You come at the same time tomorrow!
Right you are he said, pocketing the
pence slowly.
Then l shall expect you at IL Good-by-
cood-bv Smut
AsT Tim walked SLOWLY down Suffolk street
one morning a mighty resolve formed itself
!, b;s mind He ran up stairs hurrieily,
fearing that his courage might forsake him
- hs gar. himself time for thought. and his
first feeling on finding the room unoccupied
Was one Of disappointment. Smut curled
himself I'D in his usual corner near the win
dow and Tim stationed himself before the
easel looking bitterly at the ragged figure
which met his gaze.
"You a god boy,- he said, regarding the
na;ntinp contemptuously. You look like it,
don,t Won, Your little games bout done,
ole man: you'll see the last of her.
He took his place quietly when she came in.
his heart beating heavily under his ragged
jacket as he gazed out silently upon the patch
of gray sky. The unusual silence struck the
girl, and she regarded him with something
akin to interest as he stood there with the
light falling upon his r1gid little face-
"What makes you 50 quiet to-day llm'
Has Smut been bad dos'
No, it amt Smut, returned 'he ooy'
Its me that beeh naa.
why, what have you donef sne asked' ner
eyes growing warm WIN a'nusen''.
Twas the very hrst day come here' ne
said. in the same dreary tones, never remov-
ing his gaze from the window. told you
said as how went to church and
to Sunday school"
And 1t was not truef she ques'ioned'
lightly.
"Never been inside . church, cept 70 warm
myself, he answered, oosseuiy' never
been to Sunday school in all my born days
What made you tel sucn s'ory' sne IN
quired, the ludicrous side OF the scene Alone
striking her.
WANTED you to think was good cnaP'
he returned in low, shamed voice. lou
said you'd give me thripence oay was
good boy.
"And why do you tell me about II no"f
she asked curiously. lis 1t because you kh""
that l cannot finish the picture without youi
NO, it amt" he answered roughly, look
ing round from the WINDOW for the hrst
time.
Don't know 'xackly, but it amt that he
said more quietly.
.Don't YOU know that it is very naughty to
tell storiesir she questioned, with an uncom-
Portable sense that some rebuke was required
NJ her
aS-pose so. he answered humbly.
@Well, weIl say no more about it." she said
.But don't you do it again"
When Tim entered the studio next day be
rorn5 Miss Nunro sitting before her easel